Chapter 153: Phantom Spirit Technique

Deep in the mountains and forests.

There is a hidden cave.

"The ghost slaves I have worked so hard to train, Bai Zhang and Xuan Yiwei, just wait, I will definitely take revenge for this grudge!"

Chang Xianglin walked into the cave with a clay pot in his hand, a look of pain on his face, and said through gritted teeth.

He spent countless energy and efforts to cultivate a ghost slave with great potential.

As a result, in order to escape, he had to abandon the ghost slave, and his decades of hard work came to nothing.

How could he not hate it?

Click!

Chang Xianglin was about to enter the cave when he heard the sound of broken branches coming from behind.

"who?"

Chang Xianglin was suddenly startled and looked back.

next moment.

The hair all over his body stood up instantly, and a diamond-shaped awl floated quietly in front of him, only three inches away from his eyebrows.

Chang Xianglin felt as if his heart had been pulled hard by someone, and he wanted to turn around and run away.

But he knew that as long as he made any move, the diamond-shaped awl would definitely pierce his head.

Not far from the cave, there is another man in black.

"Who is your Excellency?"

Chang Xianglin suppressed the shock in his heart and asked solemnly.

"You don't have to worry about who I am, just look into my eyes."

The man in black's voice was very soft, as if it had unimaginable charm, making Chang Xianglin involuntarily follow the other person's words and meet the eyes of the man in black.

Chang Xianglin saw a pair of clear black and white eyes, as deep as a deep cold pool, as if they were going to swallow up everything.

Just for a moment.

Chang Xianglin felt that his whole body, including his soul, was being sucked in by these eyes.

…

"Old man, what's going on?"

Chang Xianglin shook his head to wake himself up.

He remembered that he abandoned the ghost slaves, stopped Bai Zhang and others, and luckily escaped to this cave.

When he entered the cave, he suddenly fell into a trance. Fortunately, he quickly returned to normal. He had an inexplicable feeling that something seemed to have happened just now.

But he felt that he was overthinking it and thought it was the impact of being exhausted.

"Recover your injuries first."

In the next few days, Chang Xianglin stayed in the cave to recover from his previous injuries.

This cave was originally an escape route he had prepared for himself in advance. There was a lot of food there, enough for him to live for several months.

As soon as he recovered from his injuries, he couldn't wait to start practicing.

But when he was practicing, he suddenly felt something was wrong, as if there was something wrong with his body's technique.

In order to confirm this problem, Chang Xianglin couldn't help but write down all the many exercises he had practiced, including the mysterious exercises he had learned in a mountain temple many years ago.

Phantom Spirit Technique.

He didn't know the origin of this technique, but it was of great help to him.

Relying on this skill, he was able to hide the fact that he was raising ghosts.

If a ghost hadn't suddenly gone crazy, this secret would never have been exposed.

"Qian is the source, Kun is the guardian..."

Chang Xianglin wrote hard and fast, feeling that his understanding of many exercises was deepening the more he wrote.

He felt regretful. If he had known that doing so could deepen his understanding of many techniques, why would he feed ghosts and practice with the help of ghosts?

"It's finished!"

When the last word of Phantom Spirit Jue was written, Chang Xianglin was about to pick up the rice paper in his hand and read it.

At this moment, his expression changed.

A man in black appeared beside him at some point, and for a moment, the previous memories came to his mind.

"you……"

Chang Xianglin's face turned pale and he had not yet spoken.

Then the man in black waved his hand gently, and his whole body was imprisoned, unable to speak or lift his shoulders.

Many of the techniques he wrote down also fell into the hands of men in black.

"good."

The man in black carefully browsed through the many exercises and nodded with satisfaction.

then.

Chang Xianglin's vision suddenly went dark and he completely lost consciousness.

…

In the cave.

Chu Chen stood with his hands behind his hands and glanced at Chang Xianglin who had lost his voice on the ground.

Ghost cultivators are evil heretics, who are transformed from evil ghosts, or human monks who practice ghost cultivators. Most of them are ruthless and like to eat the souls of mortals and monks.

When righteous monks encounter ghost cultivators, most of them will take action and kill them.

Chang Xianglin unfortunately ran into his hands, but Chu Chen didn't mind slaying the demon and defending the way.

As for what he wanted, he already got it.

Chu Chen used the magical power of marrying dreams to create a dream, dragged Chang Xianglin into the dream, and induced Chang Xianglin to write down his own cultivation techniques.

Although Chang Xianglin is an innate warrior, his strength is not strong, much weaker than ordinary innate warriors. It seems that he used some secret method to force a breakthrough.

This also resulted in Chang Xianglin's mental strength not being much stronger than that of a master marrow refining warrior.

With the power of Chu Chen's spiritual thoughts in the foundation building stage, it was easy to drag Chang Xianglin into a dream.

boom!

Chu Chen waved his hand, and several huge fireballs fell down, burning Chang Xianglin's body into ashes. He also activated several evil-suppressing charms to ensure that it could not become a ghost zombie.

The black clay pot was also destroyed by him.

This black clay pot is not even an embryo of a magic weapon. Its biggest function is to breed ghosts, and he still looks down upon it.

Then Chu Chen carefully checked the cave and made sure that there were no clues left before leaving.

Return to the inn.

Chu Chen looked through the techniques that he had mastered and found that Chang Xianglin had practiced many techniques, most of which were related to ghost ways.

The cultivation method is called Baigui Gong. Although it is not a Qi training method, it is also an innate method derived from Qi training method, which has certain research value.

The rest are some secret methods of raising ghosts and practicing with the help of ghosts, which are not very useful to Chu Chen.

The most useful method for him is still Huanling Jue.

"This method is in the same vein as Cangqi Jue!"

Chu Chen's eyes lit up.

This method and Cangqi Jue were created by the same person. The two have similarities, but Huanling Jue is far more advanced than Cangqi Jue.

Cangqi Jue can only hide one's own breath, and at most can only be concealed from cultivators in the early stage of foundation building.

Huanling Jue can not only hide one's own breath, but also change one's own breath and form. When practiced to perfection, it can even be concealed from Jindan cultivators.

Through the description of Huanling Jue, Chu Chen also knew the creators of Cangqi Jue and Huanling Jue.

Huanling Zhenjun.

Foundation building cultivators are called Zhenren, and Jindan cultivators are called Zhenjun.

Jindan Zhenjun can fly into the sky and hide underground. He travels to the North Sea in the morning and Cangwu in the evening. He has a lifespan of 600 years and is youthful. When his magic weapon falls, he can destroy a mountain range of 100 miles with one blow.

He is no different from the immortals in the storybook.

Since Tianyou Palace left Zhongzhou, there has not been a Jindan Zhenjun in the Qingzhou cultivation world for 3,000 years.

Whether it is the head of Yunshui Sect, Ganshui Zhenren, or the head of Yinshi Sect, Tianshi Zhenren, they are still half a step away from the Jindan stage and have not completed the breakthrough.

"It is no wonder that Zhenjun created it."

Chu Chen was a little surprised.

I thought that the concealment method in Chang Xianglin's hand was only a first-level foundation-building spell, but I never thought it was a Jindan spell, enough for him to use until the Jindan stage.

"It's a pity that I couldn't find the foundation-building method in Chang Xianglin."

Chu Chen shook his head and laughed, a little greedy.

Chang Xianglin is a mortal warrior, and it is a blessing to get a Jindan spell.

If he had the foundation-building technique in hand, how could Chang Xianglin still be hanging around in the mundane world of Hanbei Country? He would have become a cultivator long ago and entered the world of immortal cultivation.